Sunday 6th September is Fathers Day downunder so…
Happy Fathers Day to all Dads, Step Dads and Grandads everywhere because on Fathers Day someone somewhere will think of you. Good bad or indifferent they will. It is never too late to say you love them or even that you care because…
when they’re gone it is too late, you will never get that chance again and especially this year with the Corona Virus you just dont know what will happen.
My father was a good man; hardworking, honest and loved and looked after my mother. He wasn’t only my father, he was also my mate.
We went hiking, fishing, camping, shooting and created lots of great memories. My dad also rode motorbikes and had done military service in the British Army – I guess I know where I got a lot of my passions from – thanks dad (RIP). 🙂
Now spare a thought for all the Step dads because they help raise other peoples kids and if they break up with the kids mother then they’ve lost those kids because they get reminded by the ex that they weren’t theirs anyway – trust me I know!!
You also have to feel for the grandads because quite often they have a lot to do with the kids and when their son and daughter in law split the son doesn’t get to see the kids very often, especially when she meets someone knew which means you’re made to feel like an interference in their life (yes I know that too) and then the grandparents don’t get to see the grandkids either – doesn’t seem right now does it.
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- Dad – British Army
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- Leigh – Graduating Aust army
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- Leigh – Australian Army
As I was saying earlier, I learnt a lot from dad although like any teenage son I knew it all and dad didn’t know anything, or so I thought – trust me you don’t know how wrong you are until you are older and I guess that’s a part of growing up.
When you are young, your dad is your hero and really, sometimes that just doesn’t change.
We travelled from England to Sth Africa then later to Scotland then later back to England before travelling to Australia to settle down just so my parents could my brother and I a better life – they were young and had no support from family or friends or government or handouts, they had to rely on each other not like today…
We travelled the Nullarbor from Victoria to WA in the 70’s when it was still all dirt and in a Valiant Charger with my brother and me holding pillows on our heads so we didn’t hit our heads on the back window and that was just one adventure – yes your hero when your growing up; wish I could tell him now.
When was in a band, dad would take us all to practice and also to gigs – like I said before; wish I could tell him now… your my hero dad.
So thank you dad for everything. I love you and miss you, you were only 72 when cancer took you away in 2007; you and mum had been together since you were barely teenagers.
So people, don’t wait until it is too late, ring and say it in person its nicer than facebook or twitter because you made the effort to actually ring and yes it may be hard, you may not have spoken for a while but just do it, it is better to try.
Anyway I have rambled on for too long, hey if you see me out on the road say gday or hit me up on UHF Channel 40
Till next time, take care, yours in country music – Leigh
